Fortress
At the human fortress, a man with a military suit and a badge on his chest stop a young woman from leaving.
"Where are you going?" His cold voice rang throughout the corridor. In his right hand is a gleam of a sharp spear pointed at the woman's neck.
The woman was not idle either as she held a rifle and pointed it at the man's forehead with one hand.
"Move out of my way." She threatened.
"Are you planning to go to the C-grade alien's base?" Behind the man, soldiers wearing military uniforms were taking their positions and stood behind the man. Their weapons are ignited, and they are on standby for orders.
Seeing the military personnel gathered to stop her, the woman scoffed. "All this farce just to stop me, Klein? Or should I call you Marshal of the 65th fortress on the first floor and Captain of the Golden Raven Guild?"